Yeah yeah, so it’s not rocket science that getting new shoes means breaking them in. I think now that I have a major hurdle behind me, I’m going through something of a breaking-in period.
I was talking to my dad last night about some of the big changes I’m making in my life, and when I said I was worried he would be disappointed in me, that made him laugh. It is a bit ridiculous – I know very well that I would have to work pretty hard at disappointing him – but I can’t help the worry. Because underneath the worry that I will disappoint my dad is the fear that I might disappoint myself. And I’m a much harsher critic.
So today I’m just trying to accept that I’ve got blisters from my brand-new loafers, blisters from my brand-new life-plan . . . and I’ve also got a near-blister on my left forefinger from trying to learn the edging for the Frost Flowers & Leaves shawl.
Last night I worked another two rounds on the shawl – just one row left! – and decided to practice the edging on the rough crochet cotton I’ve been using to create lifelines. I cast on and worked a few rows of stockinette before beginning the edging pattern. The cotton is pretty rough and tough, especially to my fingers, accustomed as they are to the smooth silkiness of the Zephyr.
I should mention that the finger-blister is not totally due to the cotton. I did try to pick up a hot (425 degrees) cookie-sheet without a hot-mitt the other day. I don’t know why, but for some reason I am finding myself far more prone to kitchen injuries (see: Frankenfinger) now that The Baron is in his new home. I don’t think I’ve gotten more clumsy, I think I just spend more time in the spacious and functional new kitchen – I avoid the tiny little kitchen in my apartment (and I didn’t hang out too much in the kitchenette in his old one-bedroom either).
So basically, the finger is already kinda injured. And working the rough cotton just made it worse. The thing that’s great about knitting though: while I give my finger some time to heal, I can just go online and find the solution to that bizarre-o twisted stitch in the edging. Between Yahoo Groups! and Google and now Ravelry, there is no shortage of help and community out there.
And speaking of Ravelry, another thing I want to do while my blisters heal: I’m hoping I can get some good stash photos taken and posted this week. The last few weeks were (obviously) a bit stressful so I treated myself to some retail therapy . . .